Secretary, Do You Want to Sleep With Me? Chapter 32

By Valeria

We had breakfast together, I fixed his tie, and we started our routine.

That routine was only going to last a little while.

In February, he was going on vacation, and I had enrolled in college to take three courses and keep studying. I wanted to be an accountant, and there were ten courses left between me and my degree. I calculated that I would graduate in a year and a half...

In the meantime, I resumed the German classes that the company paid for.

I needed to keep my mind occupied all the time to avoid despair.

My life was the same as when I was with Diego. I buried myself in studying, but my love for Alejandro is inexhaustible and deep. I feel like I will never stop loving him. I'm not afraid of him, and his behavior doesn't scare me like Diego's did.

With Alejandro, I know my place... I'm his secretary.

At some point, he would marry someone of his social standing, and his wife would take care of his home, while I would continue being his secretary, as long as I didn't lose my mind and end up in his bed.

I had already had sex with him once, and his touch still burns my skin.

Every day, I respond to his kisses without hesitation.

They are like a drug.

Everything about him is like a drug.

Mid-morning, at the scheduled time, Emi arrived.

We went to the meeting room, and Omar was there, eyeing her hungrily.

Alejandro and Omar talked for about three hours.

As soon as Alejandro entered, the first thing they did was pull out a confidentiality agreement, which I also signed, along with the two of them.

It stated that whatever was discussed in the meeting couldn't leave those four walls.

They gave her 24 hours to respond.

If she accepted, there would be a ton of documents to sign.

"If I agree to have everything in my name, I want to be involved in everything that happens in this business," Emi said.

"What do you mean?" Omar asked.

"I'm not just going to sign. If everything is going to be in my name and I'll be appearing as the CEO, I want to work as the CEO. I'm not going to take your place, but I'm telling you I won't sign something and leave everything in others' hands without knowing what's happening. That's how surprises happen. Just as you trust me because you investigated me and trust Valeria, I need to trust you too."

"And?" Omar asked, smiling, looking amused.

"If I sign everything and unexpected things happen and I end up in jail, I want to at least be informed in advance. Since on paper, the company would be mine, I want to work in those offices and not leave it to others, because evidently, it won't be you who manage it."

"Why would you end up in jail?"

"Because on paper, I would be the owner."

"We're not looking for a front person because we think there might be problems, but because my father is a federal judge, and this business could lead to some confusion."

"If I end up in jail because of some confusion..."

"No, Emi, that would never happen. We have a lot of power to avoid any problems, and ultimately, everything would fall under my father's court."

"Anyway, you can work there. The issue is that you don't know anything about the business."

"That's true, but I learn quickly. You'd even save on the director's salary because my percentage is enough."

"We have to pay the director's salary, and if you're the director, that salary belongs to you," Omar said, stepping forward.

"I'm not asking to take the position for more money," my friend said, very offended.

"It's what is right, and we hope you accept. We count on you," Alejandro added.

The office building where everything would take place was a block away from where we were.

It was new, luxurious, and three stories tall. It wasn't too big compared to where we were now.

I had seen it from the outside and knew that building also belonged to them.

"Let's have lunch, the four of us, and then we'll show you the building," Alejandro said.

So we did. We went to the restaurant where Alejandro and I had lunch several times before.

We talked about the trip to China and some personal but insignificant matters.

Omar couldn't stop looking at my friend, although everything was very proper.

Even Ale was proper, too proper for what he usually is.

I was already getting suspicious.

It was an informal business lunch. I didn't take any notes, but I had forwarded my office calls to my cell phone. Twice, I had to answer my cell phone, and when they asked to speak with Ale, I told them he was having lunch.

"Okay, there's no need to transfer the office phones to your cell."

"It's a habit, that way I have control over everything. Emi and I are similar in that."

"Your lunch hour is yours, you're not working."

I love that every day he keeps discovering things about me.

That he knows I dedicate myself a thousand percent to his company.

I want to stand out and be the best in his eyes.

"I know, but I can't help it, I'm a workaholic, just like Emi."

"It's true, we don't stop at work and school."

Emi says, not speaking much and more timid than usual, Omar was intimidating her on purpose.

We all knew it.

She's another one with "I'm going to fall at your feet" written on her forehead.

"Even though you don't have experience, every minute I feel you're the right person for what we need."

"Anyway, and even though Vale talked to me yesterday, I'd like to sleep on it."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

I'm sure Omar knew the answer.

"No, I've never dated someone long enough to consider them a boyfriend."

We chatted a bit more and then toured the building.

Omar was showing her what would be her office if she accepted, and with an excuse, Ale took me to another floor.

"I want you to be addicted to me," he says suddenly.

"I'm addicted to working with you."

"Baby... and I'm addicted to your kisses, your perfume, your skin, I desire you..."

"Ale, please, don't talk to me like that, because tonight, when you have another in your arms, you'll forget everything you said to me."

"Does it make you jealous that I have another?"

If he only knew...

I don't even want to look at him, because just feeling him close makes me die to be his, and I can't allow that.

"Not... at all..."

He smiled and said nothing more.

By Alejandro

Do I feel?

Every day I'm more attracted to Valeria and it bothers me that she won't sleep with me.

I tell her I want her to be addicted to me because I feel I'm addicted to her presence, her perfume, her care... to her.

I desire her so much it makes me angry.

We went back to the office, I immersed myself in work, there was a lot to do and the trip to China had delayed me with some other companies.

In the afternoon, I hear Carlos is looking for me.

I received him quickly.

Since the last time he invited Valeria, the relationship with him has been tense.

We talked about the deals I closed in China, the ones related to perfumery.

I don't even offer him a coffee even though I know we'll be working for about an hour.

I didn't want him to look at Valeria.

I'm acting like an idiot.

Like a jealous boyfriend.

If at least I had her, what I feel would be justified.

I was startled.

Do I feel?

My senses are focused on Valeria, that desire I'll get out of my system when I can have her.

My thoughts calm me.

As soon as he left my office, I called Valeria so that idiot wouldn't have any chance to talk to her.

"Tell me, Ale."

"I want your opinion. Do you think Emi will accept?"

Actually, I thought she would, and that question was the first thing that came to mind.

She's weighing her response, and that unsettles me.

"I suppose so, but she's evaluating it."

"If she wants more money..."

"Not everything is about money!"

She says, almost offended.

She unsettles me even more.

She doesn't clarify anything.

"Tell me what the problem is."

"There's no problem."

I realize she's hiding something.

"Valeria, if something's going on, it's better to talk about it now."

"Nothing's going on, it's just... I feel like with that 2% you're buying me."

Damn, with the proud lady. Why can't she be like any other girl and stop overanalyzing things?

Maybe that's why she attracts me so much, aside from her body, her face, her mouth, her fire... she has that pride and intelligence that's hard to find in another woman, I mean, to find it all together...

She's like a perfect combination, even if it works against me.

I stand up and walk around my desk.

"Is she hesitating because you think I want to buy you? I get it, I can't buy you, otherwise, I would have given you a million dollars."

I try to make a joke.

"It's that Emi is also hesitating if with that Omar wants to buy her."

"It's not like that, relax and tell her that if he wanted to buy her, he'd find another way... he'd offer her a million dollars."

I managed to make her smile openly, and I get lost in her smile, and I get lost in her mouth.